From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 165 A Glimpse into the War of the Realms

This was, of course, Bai Yang's doing. Since he wanted to connect with Lova and use his divine fire to reverse cause and effect, binding the survival of the Aesir to him, such a thing was naturally indispensable.

Reversing cause and effect, or putting things backwards, is easy to talk about, but doing it well is certainly not so easy.

Essence, pantheon, willpower, history—each presents him with endless troubles.

Bai Yang initially set his sights too high, which meant that maintaining that position required exorbitant expenses every time!

But you have to finish the path you chose, even if you cry and scream.

Moreover, Bai Yang had no regrets whatsoever. This universe is incredibly vast, and the resources of this world are infinitely abundant. This kind of positioning is meant to consume the universe's resources!

It's not impossible for these resources to accumulate into boundless divine power. If he can't seize this opportunity, then he'll have lived in vain!

Just like now, the divine fire in front of us was lit by Lova, and such a huge flame is of course Bai Yang's masterpiece!

When the other party poured in their willpower, he directly added more than 400 points of divine power, bringing the divine power in this divine fire to a high level of 500 points!

However, apart from the five points of Lova's own power, the remaining divine power did not actually burn within it, otherwise Lova would have been burned to ashes just now.

Bai Yang used the power of lies to directly and synchronously replicate a divine fire, and then linked it with Lova's divine fire to perform so-called "divine light synchronization".

As Lova's flames grow, this divine fire will also grow in tandem, gradually increasing in size.

Lova's divine fire nourishes the Aesir, Yggdrasil, and the Vikings of this world; while Baiyang's divine fire nourishes everyone behind this grand curtain, the world behind it, and the clashes between those pantheons!
He had indeed become accustomed to thinking as a god, so his plans were also focused on the greater world. The flames of Lova and the flames of the Aesir were certainly not the same thing, but this bond would allow the other party to truly see a complete pantheon at the moment of becoming a god!

As for what to do if the pantheon isn't good? That's simple, if the pantheon isn't good, Lova can't become a god!
Bai Yang's standards are very flexible. Moreover, he has come up with many ways to make this person move less. For example, the reason that "in the early stages of the divine fire being lit, the flames need to merge with history, so people cannot leave" is quite good, isn't it?

If in the future, a saint-level superhuman emerges on Earth, it wouldn't be impossible to release Lova and harvest more wish power. That would be a good solution!
"Your Majesty, the virtual world has been constructed. Would you like to enter?" Alvin's voice interrupted Bai Yang's thoughts.

"Of course, let's go in and see Lova's journey to godhood!" Bai Yang said cheerfully. "We spent so much divine power building the Pantheon for him before, and this time we can finally use illusions to see into the past!"

……

"A new god? That's interesting..."

The first thing Lova heard after opening his eyes was this.

He looked up in surprise, and there stood a giant in front of him, silently watching him.

But the illusory scene around him told him that this was not the real world, but a world similar to a dream. He couldn't help but frown. "Who are you? What is your purpose in bringing me here?"

Upon hearing this, the giant understood, and a huge grin spread across his face. "Ah, so you're the new god. A child from Asgard or Vanaheim wouldn't say such a thing!"

These words startled Lova. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, this place is an illusion, and so am I. But you might recognize my name!" the giant said. "My name is Mimir, the Guardian Giant!"

“Mimir?” Upon hearing this name, Lova was startled. “The guardian of the Well of Wisdom, the giant of wisdom?” “Actually, I have another identity: the guardian of history, the watchman of time!” Mimir said. “Bestra asked me to help her protect her child, and I did. So during Ragnarok, I did not choose to slumber, but chose to stay!”

"I remain in this historical trajectory, leading the future gods to witness that tragic war! To let them know the courage and power of the Aesir!"

Hearing this, Lova snapped out of his reverie. "This is something every Aesir god has to go through, right?"

“Yes, every Aesir god needs to go through this. Only in this way can they control their inner rage and begin to solve problems through thought and dialogue, instead of using violence and war to destroy everything!” Mimir said.

"Young god, are you ready to welcome Ragnarok?"

“Of course, Your Excellency!” Lova said. “I have made all the preparations. Ragnarok will surely be a good warning!”

Upon hearing this, Mimir nodded slightly and waved.

The surrounding environment vanished, the giant disappeared, leaving only Lova's lonely figure.

To his astonishment, he found himself neither in the world nor in the divine realm, but in a boundless void that seemed to contain nothing at all…

Soon, some special lights flashed in the void. These lights gradually enlarged and turned into huge chariots, massive warships, and magnificent celestial horses!
This is the army of the Aesir, the gods from the Pantheon!

The gods, rarely seen in ordinary times, gathered here and passed by like clouds before Lova.

One of the gods stood at the very front, and Lova recognized the familiar aura emanating from him. Wasn't that the same carefree and powerful god he had seen in the Pantheon?
The other party was still calmly conversing with Odin, but here, he could no longer see Odin's nonchalant attitude; all he could see was his golden armor, his waving staff, and the flames surging from his body...

That power, just by looking at it, was enough to terrify Lova!

He watched as the gods of Asgard sped through the void and then disappeared into the distance, where a terrifying storm raged.
This storm gave Lova an indescribable sense of terror. If he were there, he might have been taken away by the impact and wouldn't even have a chance of survival!
But before they could even catch their breath from that initial shock, another wave of astonishment arrived:
A vast procession of white figures swept past him, leaving Lova in awe. Weren't these the "angels" that the Roman Catholic Church spoke of in the real world?
The leader of these angels was a twelve-winged archangel with power no less than that of a powerful god, and he even glanced at Lova with a subtle look...

That wasn't all. He also saw a massive sacred mountain, a group of divine boats spilled in the flood, some powerful deities dressed in animal skins, and even a group of monks shining with golden light!
They are all incredibly powerful, they are all incredibly brilliant, and they are all heading towards that battlefield!

"This is... the War of the Realms?" Lova was stunned. He had thought that Ragnarok would be like the myths, a war between the gods!
Such wars are common on the continent of Dylan, and everyone is used to them.

But he never expected that Ragnarok would not happen within the world, but outside of it!

Moreover, not only their pantheon, but also all the major pantheons, did not communicate with each other, but instead headed towards the same destination.

This made him think about what the Valkyrie had mentioned before, the "War of the Worlds." So that was the war! No wonder it was called Ragnarok!
Lova seemed to understand immediately!
At that moment, Mimir reappeared beside him. The enormous giant sighed, "See?"

"What lies deep within?" Lova asked, for he could only see the beginning of the war, not the actual battlefield!

“If you can step into the Pantheon and obtain a place there, then you will know what it is!” Mimir said. “This is the War of the Realms, the war between the gods and the other gods, which led to the fall of the gods and the arrival of Ragnarok… Fortunately, there will eventually be a time of revival…”

"Generation after generation of gods will step onto the battlefield; this is the destiny of the Aesir. Are you ready?"

Faced with Mimir's question, Lova's expression turned grave. Yes, was he ready?
A legitimate pantheon also has its responsibilities; it cannot simply enjoy without giving back, can it?

What we see before us is the price we've paid!
(End of this chapter)